Why do instead of working together,
We choose to challenge and compete.
Her sorrow is your joy.
Her weakness is your strength.
Instead of giving her a shoulder to cry on, You criticise her.
Women “can we unite”

You know the pain, we know how it is to be woman.
To be a mother, a sister, a lady a girl.
Why instead of celebrating her pain,
We choose ways to mend it.
So for now and for the next generation we conquer the odds as one.